Second story


Kelly awoke early one morning as the weak sunlight began to creep through the window of her bedroom. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around the room. Dust swirled in the rays of light leaking through the barely open curtains. Kelly smiled as she looked at the other occupant of the bed. Brittany, her alter ego’s lover, lay curled in the sheets, her long black hair splayed all around her. Kelly slid slowly and silently from the bed and walked to the bathroom just down the hall. She walked toward the shower, stopping in front of the giant full length mirror. She slid her nightgown off her slender form and kicked it aside. Admiring her body for only a few seconds, she closed her eyes and waited for the familiar sensation as she focused her thoughts. When she opened her eyes, she found not her own reflection still standing before the mirror, but a tall man with dark hair and a muscular build. Alan walked away from the mirror, stepped into the shower, and vanished in a shroud of thick steam.
Brittany was awakened a few minutes later to the mind-numbing sound of her alarm clock. She moaned and groaned for a few moments, stretching as pulled the sheets of herself with her feet, and finally got out of bed. She walked down the hallway toward the bathroom and smiled at the toweled form that stepped out of the door.
“ Good morning beautiful,” Alan said as he approached, water still dripping from his dark hair, and pulled her close.
“ Morning soggy,” she replied as she leaned against him, and kissed him hard. She gave him a wink as she pulled away, slid around him, and walked into the bathroom. Alan walked back to their room and found some clothes to wear for the day. He decided on black cargo pants, and a long-sleeved black shirt, pulled the sleeves up to his elbows, and made his way to the kitchen downstairs.
Alan sat at the counter eating a bowel of cereal when Brittany walked in wearing her usual formal attire. She grabbed one of her granola bars out of one the cabinets near the refrigerator, threw it into her purse, grabbed her waiting cup of coffee, and hurried up to Alan.
“ Have a great day at work dear,” he said as he turned on his stool and kissed his wife.
“ Oh, I’m sure I will,” she answered sarcastically. Alan knew well that Brittany wasn’t that fond of her work as a major executive at one of the largest computer retailers in the area, but it paid very well. She smiled as she walked out of the kitchen. Moments later he heard the front door open, then close, and turning around he watched her small black car pull away from the house and down the long drive.
Only moments later another woman walked into the kitchen. This woman despite looking much younger than Brittany was actually nearly one hundred times as old.
“ Morning Ania, “ Alan said cheerfully as she walked by.
“ Morning,” the young genie replied with a smile as she sat beside him. Alan finished his cereal and made his way to the living room where he sat down on the soft sofa and turned on the television. He flipped through the channels as Ania sat beside him, looking bored as she always did, never terribly amused by the day to day of typical humans. Alan stopped his rapid channel flipping on something that nearly made his jaw drop. It was a movie about a woman who had recently given birth to sextuplets. It was showing something of a slideshow of her pregnancy, from early on to the day she went in to deliver the babies. He watched as the woman’s belly grew from a slight bulge in her middle to a massive globe of flesh attached to her body.
Alan stared wide-eyed at the television as he pressed the button the remote that allowed him to rewind live TV. He watched again and again as the woman grew from a barely noticeable belly to one that was a big as the rest of her and looked as if it had been stretched to the bursting point. He couldn’t tear himself away from the screen, he seemed mesmerized by the woman’s expanding stomach. He was torn from his trance when Ania spoke up, “ Alan? You ok?”
“ Huh? Yeah I’m good,” he said dreamily, never taking his eyes off the screen. He slowly stood up, still watching the woman’s stomach grow, shrink, and grow again. He walked over to the desk where his wife often worked late into the night, opened the center drawer, pulled a small silver key from the back of the drawer, leaned down, slid the key into the old lock on the bottom left drawer, turned it, opened the drawer, and pulled out a large black photo album. He walked back over to the sofa and took his seat next to Ania again.
Alan flipped open the album and smiled at the pictures inside. The first picture showed Alan and Brittany sitting together in the hot tub behind the house. They were both smiling and laughing, typical enough, the unusual part of the photo was that both Alan and Brittany had a massive globe of flesh floating in the boiling water before them. They were both pregnant in the photo, and massively so. The picture was over twenty-five years old. Each of them, thanks to Ania’s magic had been pregnant with triplet girls, who were now in their late twenties. Perhaps the strangest thing of all, once again thanks to Ania, was that he and Brittany hadn’t aged much in those years. They each looked every bit as young as they did in the photo, and more importantly, they still felt every bit as young. Alan looked through the album for nearly an hour. He stopped every few minutes to admire a photo of himself or his wife, hugely swollen with their babies, looking as if about to pop. He finally reached the end of the album. His mind was made up.
“ Ania, I need you to do something for me,” he said with a strange certainty in his voice.
“ Of course Alan. What wish may I grant for you?”
“ I wish I was pregnant again.” Ania was shocked.
“ But what about Brittany? Shouldn’t you consult her first?”
“ She won’t mind. Besides, I need this.” He sounded so sure of his decision. It was hard for her to argue with him.
“ What about the daughters you already have? They have no idea they were carried and birthed by their father, don’t you think they might notice if their father is pregnant?”
“ They’ll never know. Please Ania.” She knew his mind was made up. There was nothing she could do to convince him otherwise.
“ Very well then. How many children do you want to have this time?” He thought for a few minutes. How many children should he have? He wanted to be huge, even bigger than before, but he’d been over a year pregnant before, and that had been miserable. Plus, he didn’t want to have to wait months to grow that big. Then it hit him. He knew a fun and interesting way to decide how many children to have.
“ Hang on a sec,” he said as he got up again. He opened the door of the storage closet near the kitchen door and poked around for a few minutes. When he sat back down beside Ania he held something in his right hand.
“ We’ll use this,” he said with a mischievous smile. He threw from his hand, a small white die onto the coffee table and watched as it rolled and spun for a few seconds. It landed on six.
“ Ok then,” Ania said as she reached out with her finger, lightly pressing it to his stomach. Alan felt that strange warm sensation that let him know that his wish had been granted.
“Thank you Ania,” he said as he placed a hand flatly against his stomach and smiled. “ This time though, I want to get big fast. Can I have some way to control how fast or slowly I grow?” She thought for a few moments then pointed the same finger at his left wrist. A black digital watch appeared there.
“ A watch?” he asked, looking perplexed.
“ This is no ordinary watch,” she began to explain. “ This watch does not display time. Not in the usual sense at least. It displays months, weeks, and days, namely how far along your pregnancy is in those measurements. You can use the buttons to jump forward in your pregnancy, pause your growth for a time, and even rewind your growth. But beware, you can only pause your progress for a limited amount of time. This period will depend on how far along you are. The further along you are, the more power the watch requires keep you at that stage, and thus the less time you will be able to spend like that. OH!” Ania said as she started to turn away. “ Perhaps most important of all; this watch is magically bound to you. Be very careful not to let anyone else use it, for even if it is miles away from you any change made on it will immediately effect you. Also, there is no way to tell how much strain you body could take, so be careful with how much you try to accelerate your growth. Chances are your stomach will not hold six four year old so do be careful. You won’t be able to enjoy the experience if you burst yourself open. She managed half a smile at the end of her explanation.
“ How far to jump?” Alan asked himself thoughtfully. The digital display on the watch read 00:00:00. Alan pondered the series of zeroes for a moment before he decided.
“ Six months should be good, for now anyway.” He pushed the top-right dial of the watch so that it now read, 06:00:00. He moaned aloud as the sensation in his stomach grew stronger. He was growing. Fast. He grabbed the bottom of his shirt to pull it up, and was surprised to find that his expanding belly had already stretched it tight. He quickly pulled up the black shirt and slipped it off. Now the problem was his pants and more urgently his belt. He grabbed his belt as the mound continued to grow, slipped it off, and tried to undo his pants before his stomach tore them apart. He managed to get his pants off in time, but his boxers weren’t so lucky. The thin material tried to halt his expanding middle, but to no avail, he yelped in pain as his shorts tried desperately to hold back the bulge, but the growing bulge caused the material to tear and fall off their owner, leaving him naked, panting, and monstrously pregnant. His belly was already massive, looking like an overblown basketball. He rubbed the sides of the expanding mass as it continued to grow. Bigger and bigger he grew, blowing up like a balloon. He could already feel the babies growing inside him. They thrashed around inside his magically made womb, increasing his discomfort as he continued to expand. He leaned back as far as possible on the sofa as he grew more, his huge belly now so large that his back arched and ached. Finally, after several minutes the sensation seemed to vanish, and his belly stopped growing. He tried to stand, nearly falling over due to the massive globe of flesh now attached to his front. He simply stood for a few minutes, massaging his gravid womb, until he remembered that he was naked, and that Ania was only feet away.
“ Sorry,” he said embarrassedly. He closed his eyes and concentrated for a few minutes. Opening her eyes Kelly saw her own, rather smaller, though every bit as pregnant body where Alan’s had just been. Her already large breasts had expanded with the rest of her body. Her stomach completely blocked her view of the lower half of her body, and worse, where Alan’s build was strong enough to more easily hold up such a massive amount of weight, Kelly wasn’t as strong and could hardly stand with her new weight. She fell back on to the sofa, the new addition to great for her. She sat and rubbed the huge mound on her front for a few minutes. She had forgotten what a glorious sensation it was, to be so full of life and be able to feel the babies moving within her bloated womb. It was ecstasy. After several moments of pleasure she remembered that she was naked, very much so. Kelly struggled to her feet and began the laborious waddle up the stairs to her room.
The normally short trip up the stairs took her nearly half an hour, as she had to stop halfway up the stairs and at her bedroom door to catch her breath. Her massive belly had already created an unpleasant ache in her back, just from that short bit of exercise. She sat on the edge of her bed for a few moments to catch her breath, then she got up and walked to her closet. The walk in closet was an odd combination of men’s and women’s clothes, both hers and Alan’s. She searched through some of her old maternity clothes and found a tight blue t-shirt she thought should fit and pair of maternity jeans, now the problem was underwear. She hadn’t been female for long in her last pregnancy, so she wasn’t sure if any of her underwear would fit her massive form. Kelly searched her underwear and even Brittany’s but to no avail. Finally, she settled on one of Brittany’s maternity bikini’s. It was black, very tight, and shiny, but it managed to cover the expanse of her breasts, and her rather larger hips.
Suddenly another thought occurred to her as she waddled down to the living room. She was already this huge and at only six months along. How huge would she be when she reached full term? She could barely move as it was.
“Ania!” she yelled to the empty house.
“ Yes?” the beautiful genie asked, appearing in front of the very pregnant woman.
“ I need your help,” she said as she placed her hands on the sides of the massive globe of flesh and looked exasperated. “ I can barely walk as it is, and I plan on going much longer. That means I’ll get much bigger, but I Still wanna be able to get around. Can you help me?” Ania looked at her for a few moments, thinking, then she pointed her finger at Kelly.
“ There.”
“ What happened?”
“ Lift your shirt,” Ania said. Kelly did so and found that the bikini she was wearing seemed to be glowing just a little.
“ What…?” Kelly began, but Ania interrupted.
“ As long as you wear this enchanted garment, you will be able to grow as much as you want but feel no heavier than you do now, but be careful. I enchanted you bikini with only this particular bit of magic. The cloth is no stronger than it would normally be. Should you grow too much too quickly the cloth will tear and you will be left immobile, and likely naked.” She smirked as she finished her explanation and turned to leave.
“ Ania wait!” Kelly shouted at her back.
“ Yes?”
“ Alan,” Kelly began, “ he’ll need some way to hide his pregnancy, like before.”
“ Hmmm,” Ania said airily as she thought, “ the limitations of my magic prevent me from reproducing the ring I made him before, but I may know something.” She waved her hand at Kelly, who gasped as her shirt changed before her eyes.
“Now,” Ania said as Kelly pulled at the skintight, black, spandex like material now covering her enormous middle. “ This undershirt will only work for Alan, obviously, when you transform back into him, as long as he wears this shirt he will appear as normal as anyone else. As I’m sure you can tell it conforms perfectly to your skin, that way either of you can wear it under your clothes without looking strange.”
“Thank you,” Kelly said sincerely.
“Again my dear, be warned, this is ordinary fabric, and it will easily tear if overstretched. Be careful not to set your watch too high.
Kelly walked downstairs, disappointed that her shirt just barely covered the bulge of her belly, half of the globe of white flesh hung out for all the world to see, not to mention that the shirt showed an almost indecent amount of cleavage. She sat on the sofa to watch television, but quickly became bored with the talk shows and soap operas that populate daytime television. Then as she flipped through the hundreds of channels, like a slippery fish, an idea hit her. She sat up, sort of, as a commercial for a local bikini contest caught her eye. It was in a town about an hour or so away, on the beach, and was a swimsuit contest for pregnant women.
“ No, I can’t do that,” she said to herself. But, then she thought, “ Why not? I’m a pregnant woman, let’s do it!” She hopped, or rather, flopped up from the couch and waddled to the garage. She got in her car, after pushing the seat back all the way. Her stomach still pressed against the steering wheel just slightly. She out in her favorite cd and pulled out of the driveway smiling, she was going to win that $10,000 prize. The drive down to the beachside city from their mountain area home was a long, boring one, but Kelly was excited to enter the contest. She ‘d been to the city several times before so she easily found the place where the contest was being held. She parked her car in the parking lot, and clumsily got out. She looked around for a few minutes before finding what she was looking for, an dressing tent, this beach was know for having these old fashion articles.
“ Yes!” Kelly said cheerfully, as she giggled and walked to the tent. Once inside she pulled of her shirt, slipped her pants off her slender legs, and put them in a bag she’d brought with her. She took a deep breath as she looked down at the watch on her arm.
“ Here goes,” she said slightly unsure. She pushed the top-right dial again, this time until the digits read, 09:00:00. Then, she gasped loudly as the pressure in her womb began to build. She gripped the poles holding the tent up as the sensation grew more and more. Her stomach began to expand once more, bigger and bigger, and that wasn’t all. Her breasts were expanding as well, stretching the shiny fabric of her bikini top. She was expanding like a beach ball on steroids. She tried to silence the moan that came out of her as he belly grew larger still. After nearly ten minutes she seemed to be done, her bikini top stretched to its breaking point and the bottom no longer visible under her massive womb.
“ Woah, maybe I shouldn’t have turned it that far,” she said as she let go of the poles and nearly fell forward. She moved around a bit, trying to get her balance so she could leave the tent. She almost fell several times on her way to the registration desk. Even without the extra weight she still had to deal with a stomach as big as the rest of her. It making walking, or even waddling gracefully, nigh impossible. People everywhere stared at her. None of them had ever seen a woman that looked as if she were incubating a grown man.
Kelly waited patiently backstage for her number to be called. She couldn’t help but take her eyes off the other contestants. Some of them looked as if about to burst. Others looked as if they were only s few months along, but none of them came anywhere close to being as big as she was. She waited and waited as all the women before her had their numbers called and they walked onto the stage. They pranced out onto the platform, waddled around showing off their huge bellies, and lined up beside one another. Finally she heard the man with the microphone say, “ Number 29!” Kelly looked down at the large two and nine painted on her gravid stomach. “ I guess that’s me,” she whispered to herself. She took a deep breath and walked out onto the stage. Hundreds of beachgoers cheered as her bloated womb preceded her out. Smiling broadly, happier than she had been in a while, and waved at the audience. She walked out to the end of the small runway that had been set up, stopped, placed her palms flat into the small of her back, and pushed her belly forward. The crowd roared as she let air re-enter her lungs, turned around, and joined the line of very pregnant women on the stage. Another dozen or so woman followed Kelly, none of them anywhere close to as big as she was. Finally, it was time to announce the winner and Kelly could not have been more excited. The announcer stepped to the front of the stage, in front of the marvelous display of pregnancy, and said in a loud, ringing voice, “ Our winner is…Number 29!”
Several hours later, Kelly stood in front of her mirror, awed by her massive form. She hadn’t come anywhere close to this size the last time she was pregnant. Her magical bikini made it so that she could actually stand up, let alone walk, and it was stretched to its limits. Her melon sized breasts were barely contained by the shiny fabric. She was pulled from her stupor when she heard a car door slam outside. Brittany was home and she had some explaining to do. She closed her eyes, concentrated, and felt the strange sensation overtake her. When she opened her eyes, it was the dark-eyed, short haired, Alan that looked back.
“ Darn it!” he said in frustration. He’d left his magic shirt, that would hide his pregnancy, in his room. He tried to start walking, the bikini’s magic evidently only aided Kelly’s sufferings. He leaned heavily on the wall with one arm, the other gripping the underside of his belly, trying desperately to support the babies in his womb. He was gasping for breath, his legs weak, and only a foot or so from his bedroom door when the worst sound possible reached him.
“Alan?” He turned around sheepishly, Brittany’s mouth fell open as her eyes fell on his bloated womb.
“ Hi sweetheart. How was your day?”
It took Alan only a few minutes to regale Brittany with the tale of how he’d had managed to become monstrously pregnant in the course of one day. Far from the anger or rage he had expected to be her reaction, she was elated when he finished telling his story.
“ Alan this is great!” she exclaimed excitedly. “ I’ve been wanting to talk to you about this for a long time.”
“About me being pregnant with six babies so fast?” She giggled as she knelt down in front of his giant naked stomach and placed her ear against it.
“No silly. I’ve been wanting to have more kids, but with work the way it is I can’t just get pregnant, and I didn’t want to have to quit my job. Now you’ve solved both problems.” She smiled broadly as she felt the babies kicking inside his womb.
“Yeah, go me…” he said half-heartedly as he placed his hands on the sides of his gargantuan belly.
That night Alan lay naked in bed rubbing his huge belly as Brittany got ready for bed in the bathroom. He had just settled into an almost comfortable position when he noticed someone appear in the door.
“ Wow…” was all he could say as he looked his lover up and down. She was wearing, barely, a sexy black bra and thong, both hardly visible in their incredible small scale.
“Well, well,” she started as she walked toward him, her hips swaying and breasts bouncing. Alan smiled as she climbed on the bed beside him and kissed his cheek. He turned his head slightly and kissed her passionately on the lips. She sat back on her knees and leaned down to kiss the peak of his swollen belly. Her lips were only an inch or so from the taught flesh, his belly wiggling slightly from the movement within, when once more the worst possible sound broke the moment. The phone rang.
“Of course,” Alan said exasperated as Brittany rolled off him and grabbed the phone off the bedside table.
“Hang on a sec Hunk,” she said wryly as she pushed the button to answer. “Hello? Oh hi dear! How are you? Oh really? Yes, of course that’s fine. No we’d love to have you here. Tomorrow afternoon is wonderful. Ok. Yes I’ll tell him. Alright, goodnight dear. Goodbye.”
“Who was it?” Alan asked, annoyed at whoever had interrupted them.
“It was Raven dear. Darien is out of town so she’s going to come stay with us for a couple weeks. You’re going to meet her at the airport tomorrow and bring her here. She said she had a big surprise for us.”
“ What? You want me to pick her up? Looking like this!” Alan exclaimed, gesturing to his mammoth mound.
“You’ve already solved that dear, remember? Ania’s magic shirt?” she said condescendingly as she eyed him mischievously.
“That reminds me. I had an idea.” She reached down and grabbed his wrist that had the magical watch on it. “ So you say all I have to do is push these buttons here on the side to increase how far along you are my fertile friend.” Alan shifted uncomfortably hoping she wasn’t thinking what he was sure she was. “Yes dear, that’s right, but please…” He stopped as a familiar sensation spread over his already huge belly. “Oops. Sorry,” Brittany said sarcastically as she showed him the watch. Where Kelly had turned the watch all the way to full term to win the bikini contest, it now read a mind bending 12:00:00. “Brittany…why did….you…oooooohhh!” Alan couldn’t finish, his moans filled the room as his stomach grew quickly larger. He placed his hands on the sides of the expanding sphere and rubbed it furiously. “OH! Unnn! Uhhh!” Alan continued to moan as his womb ballooned unnaturally. He grew from looking like he’d eaten a larger than normal beach ball to looking as if Brittany could fit in his stomach, and he continued to grow. Sweat now covered his body as his skin stretched to its breaking point to contain his growing young, who were now well overdue. Moaning from pain and even more; ecstasy, nearly an hour later, Alan’s belly stopped growing. He looked miserable. Even though he was rather bigger than Brittany, she couldn’t help but think he looked small beneath his enormous belly. He’d been large before near the end of his first pregnancy, but it was nothing compared to now. He looked as if he was incubating a wrecking ball, and Brittany guessed that he felt like it too as he lay before her rubbing his taught flesh and moaning from the recent expansion. Alan finally seemed to regain his composure and looked at his lover. Brittany looked at him longingly, hungrily, even lustfully, it scared him slightly.
“Why did you do that love?” he asked as he tried to see more of her over his monstrous belly.
“This is why,” she whispered sensually. She wriggled over to him and smiled.
Brittany leaned back again, this time her lips made full contact with the peak of his swollen middle, the ensuing sensation made him tingle all over. She grabbed a bottle of oil out of her table, that she had used to prevent stretch marks during her pregnancy and squirted a bit of the oil into her hands. She reached around his stomach and began to spread the oil on the huge globe of flesh with both hands. Alan could hardly take it. He was painfully aroused, not just by her barely existent underwear, but now she was caressing his massive belly. Within moments his taught stomach shone in the poorly lit room, waxed to perfection by his lover. He now lay spread eagle on the bed, at the full mercy of the woman before him. Brittany slowly leaned back, sitting on her legs again, pulled off her tiny bra, and threw it to him. Alan felt himself tighten as her gorgeous breasts bounced free of their bindings.
“ Like what ya see?” she whispered sensually. All he could do was nod vigorously. “Well then you’ll love this.” She stood up on the bed, turned her back to him, bent down, looked at her lover from between her legs, smiled at him, winked, and in a fluid motion slid off her thong, kicking it into the floor.
“Well, well Mr. Man,” she said as she leaned back down, placing a hand on either side of his huge belly. She began to gently rock the mound from side to side, Alan trying desperately not to moan with pleasure. “Let’s see how this works,” she slid both hands very slowly down the sides of his womb, to its base near his privates. She could feel both the babies moving inside and their father writhing with pleasure as her soft hands approached their destination. She pushed upward very gently on his belly so that she could see her goal. “Ah, their we go.” Brittany, with one finger, gently stroked his hardened manhood, Alan actually moaning now. She then sat down on his legs, spreading her own beside his huge belly. She slid forward until his belly basically laid against her own much flatter one. She positioned herself atop him, loving the feel of him inside her. The weight of his belly resting against her was incredible. She was amazed his body could grow to this point, as he could easily carry himself inside his womb at this point. Gently stroking a slender finger atop his expanded belly she said in barely a whisper, “Come on daddy. Show me what ya got.” Ania was startled from her reading only moments later by the piercing cry of, “ OH DADDY!”
The next morning Brittany entered the kitchen, where Ania was watching the morning news, a report about the winner of a recent bikini contest. She had a huge smile on her face as Ania smirked at her.
“Sleep well?” Ania asked as Brittany made herself a cup of coffee
“Mmm, very well,” she replied softly as she sat beside the genie at the counter. They sat in silence for only few seconds before they both hear the sound of Alan descending the steps. He came into view looking very different from how Brittany had seen him the night before. Firstly, his enormous belly was gone, hidden from view by Ania’s enchantments. He had also combed his hair, shaved, and dressed up to retrieve his daughter later that afternoon. Finally, after watching the morning news for a few more minutes Brittany got up, grabbed her cup of coffee, kissed Alan as she left, and said, “ See you girls later!” Alan rolled his eyes as he heard her laughing in the driveway.
“What are your plans today Alan?” Ania asked as he finished his cereal.
“Don’t know yet,” Alan replied as he thought about the hours ahead of him. He placed his breakfast dishes in the dishwasher and walked into the living room. He walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa, turned the television on, and started flipping through the channels. After about an hour of this Alan thought for sure his brain had gotten bored and decided to leave.
“ Wow I’m bored,” he whispered to himself. He still had almost six hours before he had to be at the airport to pick up Raven. Wondering what this big surprise of hers was, he rolled off the sofa, got to his feet, and went upstairs to his room.
Alan lay on his bed for almost half an hour, trying desperately to think of some way to amuse himself, but at a total loss as to how to do it. Hoping it might inspire him somehow, he rolled to the edge of the huge bed, sat up, and rolled up the tight undershirt that magically hid his monstrous middle. He sucked in breath as his stomach instantly began to expand. Quickly pressing into the waist of his pajama pants, Alan pulled hopped up and pulled them off as fast as possible. Now naked, he fell back onto the bed as his belly continued to inflate. He leaned back on his hands as his stomach reached beach ball size.
“WOAH!” was all he could say as it continued its rapid growth. He watched as the wall of his room vanished from his sight as the globe of flesh got bigger, now looking like he’d swallowed a weather balloon. Still he grew, he had to pull himself back onto the bed to avoid falling forward from the insane weight. Finally, nearly ten minutes later it was done. Alan lay on his bed panting, both from exhaustion and the erotic feel of himself growing so quickly. His belly looked and felt as if he carried a lead wrecking ball inside of him. He tried to stand, but had to grab the pole of the canopy bed to avoid falling onto the massive sphere, brought down by its mammoth weight. He stumbled over to the wall and leaning heavily upon it made his way into the bathroom. It took a further ten minutes to make the six foot trip but finally he leaned against the black tile wall of the bathroom, gaping at his reflection in the massive wall mirror.
“ Well this looks absurd,” he said as he examined his image His enormous womb had stretched his skin so tight that it shone under the bright light above him, as if made of glass. Unable to stand upright from the weight, Alan had to push himself up using the sink to even know his manhood was still there.
“Let’s see how you look then,” he said to himself and closed his eyes. The reflection in the mirror changed to that of a young girl, smaller than Alan, but by no means less pregnant. Nude, Kelly looked herself over. Her breasts were gigantic, each larger than the biggest cantaloupe she’d ever seen, almost watermelon sized. Her belly was a whole other issue altogether. She’d been huge at the bikini contest yesterday, but now she was three months further along and far larger.
“ At least I have this,” she said as she grabbed the shiny bikini that hung on the shower door.
A few minutes later, a very thin, manly Alan waved goodbye to Ania as he got into his car in the driveway, started it, and pulled down the lengthy stretch of pavement. He had decided to go into town and kill time until his daughter called to let him know that she had arrived. He drove to the large mall in the city, the largest in the state actually. Alan always enjoyed coming here. The mall had over one hundred stores so he always found something worth seeing. Today he walked into the mall and was instantly hit with the smell of pretzels baking at a nearby store. Overcome by the pungent aroma, and vastly hungrier than he would normally have been, he approached the young woman at the counter and ordered six salted pretzels. He paid for his snack and set off into the massive domed building. Not fifteen minutes later he had finished his pretzels and was feeling very thirsty, credit of the pound or so of salt he’d just ingested. Looking around he found a sign pointing to the food court. He ordered only a large water, but this proved far too little to quench his secretly pregnant thirst. He refilled the cardboard cup and drained it again, still thirsty, he repeated the process, then again, and again, and again, until finally the drink dispenser wouldn’t grant him anymore water. It was empty. Silently cursing the machine, he threw his cup into a nearby can and began to walk away. Then it hit him. Even hidden below Ania’s enchanted shirt, his unborn offspring were rolling and playing inside their father’s bloated womb, and his bladder was their favorite toy. Frantically, looking around he saw the symbol for the men’s restroom on a sign several hundred feet away. Whispering to his young to stop, and hoping he could go the distance he hurried toward the small featureless man on the sign. He dodged past a woman going the opposite direction as he rushed to the restroom. Once inside his stomach lurched as he saw that every stall and urinal was full. Dancing in place he pressed a hand to his liquid filled middle as it groaned with the effort of not emptying itself. The soft bulge only pushed back in protest as his hand pushed against it.
“ Come on!” he whispered to himself as seconds seem to last forever. He felt like he was going to explode if he didn’t do this soon. Finally an elderly man stepped away from the urinal nearest the stalls and the toilet flushed itself. He smiled at the old man as he hurried past him, the liquid inside him reaching the bursting point. Fumbling frantically for a few seconds he managed to undo his pants and experience the immense relief. He let out a sigh of relief and almost laughed as the last man left the now empty room. He finished his business and washed his hands. Standing before the large mirrors, Alan could see a small bulge in his stomach beneath his shirt. He knew the small mound could not be from his pregnancy, his magic shirt hid all trace of his unnatural womb. Almost thoughtlessly he pressed a finger to the bulge and realized the it was the remains of his “snack”.
“ Dang,” he said to himself. He hadn’t realized he had eaten that much. Alan’s expression of curiosity and shock changed to a comical smirk as his stomach growled in hunger. His babies obviously weren’t satisfied with the puny meal.
“ All right then,” he said as he pushed the door open with his foot and left the room. He made his way back to the food court, and after a few moments decided to satiate his hunger with a couple large sandwiches, a personal pizza, and a bowl of ice cream, all washed down with a super-sized soda. The other mall patrons stared as he took a seat at a table under a small tree carrying his massive tray of food, but he was oblivious to their eyes. He was focused only on his meal. It took him only half an hour to consume his food, and empty the two liter cup four times, and it showed. As he walked down an aisle of the massive mall he noticed that the even larger bulge now obstructed his feet as he walked. He could feel the sloshing of the gallons of liquid inside him as he strolled, becoming more and more uncomfortable with each stride.
He went into a couple stores, finding nothing of any note, but enjoying the relaxed atmosphere anyway. He had just left a large electronics store that took a wing of the building to itself, when he saw something that inspired him. It was one of those booths that took a sequence of pictures while someone sat inside. Alan had an idea, it would be fun and interesting to boot. He squeezed his bloated self into the booth and let it begin, the first picture snapped, and then he did it. He closed his eyes and concentrated hard. He opened his eyes just as the third picture snapped. Then did it again, opening them in time for the fifth picture. Before getting out, Kelly closed her eyes, concentrating on the tall, dark-haired man. Alan stepped through the thin curtain and grabbed the strip that printed from the slot on the booth. It was bizarre. The first picture was him, looking just as he did now, though awkwardly sitting on his knees on the bench in the booth. The second looked freakish, Alan with longer hair, massive breasts, a huge belly, and rather larger butt. The third was Kelly, hugely pregnant and smiling cheerfully. The fourth was Kelly again, mostly. It showed Kelly with much shorter hair, no breasts, a slimmer bum, and a deflating belly. The last picture showed only Alan again, just as the first. Laughing, he slid the picture into his pocket and walked off again.
Alan next walked into an office supply store. He had no intent to purchase anything, but liked to look around. He smiled at the teenage girl who greeted him as he entered. He moved from aisle to aisle surveying the amazingly overpriced products until at the end of one shelf something caught his eye. It was a computer program about pregnancy. Smirking as he bent down, his new bulge making it awkward, he picked up the box and read the flap on the front of it. The program had everything, you could create a pregnancy calendar, that would estimate your due date, enter appointments, create slideshows with pictures, create a scrapbook, and even make a baby book. However, what caught Alan’s eye the most was that you could create a virtual model of yourself that would grow along with you and show how big you might be at this stage of pregnancy, and such. Standing clumsily, Alan turned and gasped, he had turned around and ran right into a desk display. The corner of the wooden desk pressed into his stomach hard. He could feel as the hard corner pressed into his soft bulge. Ania’s enchantment protected the babies from harm but that didn’t stop the blow from setting his bladder into another uproar. He could feel as the point poked into the squishy mound. The soda he’d gulped earlier had been hit and the urge to go hit him even harder than before. Rubbing his belly tenderly for a second, Alan rushed to the cashiers counter and hastily paid for the item, muttering something to the smirking girl about, “For my sister…” He hurried from the store and looked around for another restroom.
“ Damn,” he said audibly, drawing glances from those nearby. The only restroom within conceivable distance was a women’s bathroom at least a hundred yards away. It would have to do, he wasn’t sure he could make it that far, after all. Feeling as though he might lose his fight with every step, trying desperately not to look too ridiculous, Alan made his way toward the blue sign hanging on the wall. Gripping his bag like a vice he slipped into the hallway where the bathroom was. Frantically searching the small corridor, he slid behind a potted plant, set there for the privacy of patrons, he prayed that no one was looking as he quickly closed his eyes again and felt the unusual sensation flow over him. Taking little notice of the feather-light sphere attached to her front, Kelly rushed into the bathroom. Pregnant against, she felt like she was about to spill a small lake as she bustled past a startled pair of teenagers and threw herself into the first open stall at the far end of the room.
“ Ooooh, yes,” she panted in relief as, in one fluid motion, she undid Alan’s belt, threw down the tight pants, and fell onto the toilet.
Kelly finished after several minutes and stood up. As she did so, she noticed something, her belly looked smaller. She figured it was because she had just dropped a few gallons of liquid, or because she was wearing Alan’s tight undershirt, or possibly because somehow the dampening effects of Ania’s magic hadn’t yet realized she was Alan due to the haste of the transformation. Curious though she couldn’t resist the urge to pull the tight black shirt up and see, and what better place to do it than in a bathroom stall where nobody could possibly see her. Her curiosity won out in the end and she pulled up the tight black fabric and the shirt over it to reveal her enormous belly. She was quickly proven right as, free of its constraints, the massive pale sphere began to expand. Kelly watched as he belly lurched forward toward the stall door, but her amused expression, changed when she felt something poke her left side. It was the toilet paper dispenser. Her already massive middle had grown enough that the metal was now being pressed into the growing globe.
“OW! WAIT! NO!” Kelly exclaimed as her belly continued to grow. She could now feel the stall door just brushing against the peak of her midsection. Just as she could feel the door handle touching the underside of the huge protrusion it stopped.
“Great,” she said irritated. She tried to move, knowing it was futile, but the metal toilet paper holder was pressed very had into her side. She had to move, not only was this painful, but excruciatingly embarrassing. She was stuck in a bathroom stall, not just pregnant, but impossibly so, at least half-naked, and had to be somewhere soon. There was only one hope. She closed her eyes, concentrating, and as soon as she felt herself change, a slightly greater weight between her legs, she pulled the black shirt down with all her might, hoping to cover his stomach and get out of this. She opened her eyes anxiously. It had worked. Alan pushed open the door, immensely grateful for the empty bathroom and walked to the door. He closed his eyes concentrating momentarily, left as a huge Kelly, bumped into a young woman with large breasts as she left, uttered an embarrassed apology as the girl spilled water onto her softball sized endowments, and hurried behind the plant again, to change once more.
Alan was ready to get out of this ridiculous mall. He headed for the door he’d come in at. He was only a few stores form the door when the worst sound in the world reached his ears. His stomach was growling again.
“Oh come on!” he said irritated to his unborn babies. “Back to the food court then I guess,” he said only half annoyed as he set off. He rounded the corner toward the wing of the mall where the food court was and stopped as a massive poster nearly hit him in the face.
“What the…?” he began irate as he looked at the large flamboyant poster.
WONDER WEINER HOT DOG EATING CONTEST!
Eat the most dogs and win $1000
“Well,” Alan said rubbing his protruding bulge, “ I am hungry.” He found the people gathering for the contest only a few feet away and managed to sign up just before they started. He was seated at a long table with about a dozen other people, many of whom looked like they needed to steer clear of hot dogs forever.
“Alright folks, let’s do this!” said a man in an orange hat with a megaphone.
“ On the count of three start eating. One…two…three…GO!” They did. Alan tore into the plate of hotdogs sitting beside him. Each one felt like a little bit of ecstasy as it fell into his hungry stomach. He was barely chewing, almost swallowing them whole. He finished the first plate of hotdogs when most of the other competitors were only halfway through, that was a dozen hot dogs, now he had a dozen more. He could feel his stomach beginning to expand ever so slightly more as he continued to plow through the competition. Another plat finished and he was already well into his third. His hunger was insatiable. The third plate disappeared as quickly as the first two, as did the fourth, and fifth. The sixth plate had barely touched the table when he began grabbing three wieners at once and downing them. This was his method for the seventh and eighth plates as well. Finally, halfway through his ninth plate, somewhere around one hundred hot dogs, the buzzer went off, ending the contest. The other competitors only gaped at Alan. The best of them had only gotten to a third plate, and only managed to eat a few dogs on it.
“Um…ok,” sputtered the announcer as her approached. “Our undisputed winner!” he said into his megaphone as Alan stood up, his swollen gut brushing the table hard as he did. Alan was given his prize money, along with a few hundred shocked stares both at him and the squishy mass now protruding from his front.
Alan made to leave the mal again, this time determined that nothing would keep him back. The only problem was that it was impossible to eat what he had just eaten and not be rather thirsty., but he didn’t think he could walk back through the mall and have everyone staring at him anymore.
“I’ll just get a soda on the way out,” he whispered to himself, his throat very dry. He found the doors where ha had come into the mall a few hours before and walked through the sliding glass. Then a familiar sound found him.
“COME ON FOLKS!” Alan looked a few yards away to find the same man with a megaphone standing amidst a crowd of people on the sidewalk. Curious, Alan walked over to the growing mass.
“ Here’s the deal folks. Anyone who can drink this five gallon jug of water will win $500. Easy enough right?” The man said as he gestured to the huge water bottle sitting beside him. “Come on now. Any takers?” Alan thought for a moment as he looked a the jug. He was thirsty, but was he that thirsty?
“ I will!” Alan shouted as he pushed his way through the crowd.
“Well, well, it’s our hotdog destroyer. Come on up!” the man shouted. Alan took his place beside the man, the bottle between them, and waited while he addressed the crowd.
“Now if Alan here can down this whole five gallon bottle of water, he will win these five one hundred dollar bills,” the man explained as he flashed the money in front of the crowd. “Well Alan, whenever your ready.” Alan knelt down and picked up the jug. He nodded to the man with the megaphone, then placed the top of the bottle in his mouth and let the cool water spill into his throat. It felt great. Alan relaxed and stopped drinking so quickly. He let the water just spill from his mouth straight through to his stomach, which swelled like a balloon. Within ten minutes the jug was empty, and Alan felt content. He looked like he was about to burst if someone poked the trembling bulge on his front, but he felt great.
“WOW!” the announcer said as he handed Alan his money. “ You took that like it was nothing Alan, so how about we step it up a notch.” Another man wheeled up a jug twice the size of the one Alan had just emptied and set it before him. “If you can drink this ten gallon bottle, how does five thousand dollars sound?”
“ No problem,” Alan said confidently, as he knelt down, his swollen belly squishing between his legs uncomfortably. He picked up the much heavier bottle, put it in his mouth, and let even more water spill into his gut. This time it took nearly twenty minutes, but he did it. Looking more water than man, Alan set the empty jug down and belched loudly.
“Astounding!” the announcer shouted to the crowd as he handed Alan a much larger bunch of bills. “ Now Alan, you’ve somehow easily taken the first two parts of our challenge, but what about the third?”
“Third?” Alan asked eyeing him suspiciously.
“ Yes the third and last part of our little game. Alan would you like to double your winnings?”
“Sure.”
“Well then,” he said as the other man wheeled out another ten gallon bottle of some dark liquid. “ It’s time for the double or nothing challenge. You can walk away with your current winnings, or if you can drink this ten gallons of soda, you will double your money!”
“Bring it!” Alan shouted, swaying slightly as his belly shook. He lifted the huge bottle to his mouth and let the fizzy liquid spill into his stomach. Fifteen minutes later he belched very loudly as he set the bottle. A few people gasped as he raised back up. His stomach looked stretched to its absolute limits. He was massively swollen, the soda expanding him much more than the water.
“Well Alan, here you go!” the announcer said as he handed him his money.
“Thanks,” Alan said as he walked past the stunned crowd and into the parking lot.

Remainder of second story. I know the formatting sucks, but I got the story to you, even if it was the long way.

Within minutes Alan found his car. It took sometime, however, for him to squeeze his water balloon belly behind the steering wheel, even with the seat pushed all the way back. He was very uncomfortable as he pulled out onto the main highway. Suddenly his cell phone started beeping furiously, grabbing it up, he saw that it was Raven.
“ Oh no,” he said aloud, “ I can’t let her see me like this. She’ll freak out.” He answered the phone.
“ Hello?”
“ Hey daddy!” she chirped into her phone.
“ Hi sweetheart. How are you? Has your flight landed already?”
“ I’m great dad, and yeah I’m here, but something’s come up. My friend Rachel was on the same flight as me and she wants to hang out and catch up for a while. She said she’d be more than happy to take me home later though. Is that ok?” Alan was very relieved. Fate was on his side this time.
“ That’s fine sweetheart, your mother won’t be home from work for a few hours anyway. I’ll see you later then,” he said trying not to sound as excited as he was.
“Thanks daddy. I’ll see you soon. Bye.” Alan laughed in relief as he turned his ca r around and head for home.
He parked his car in the driveway in front of the house and forced his swollen middle out. He waddled upstairs to his room, the liquids inside him causing him to sway dangerously as he ascended the stairs. He walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the huge mirror examining his bloated belly.
“ This is insane. If I’m this huge now, how will I look…” he pulled off his pants, then his shirt, and finally, very nervously he pulled off the shiny black undershirt that held back his womb. He grabbed desperately at the towel rod on the wall to stop himself falling, but it was no good, the weight was too much. He lay on the floor, looking like he’d eaten a small moon. The pale fleshy sphere towered over him, shaking slightly. He poked the side of the mass and found that the babies seemed ok.
“ DAMN!” he shouted as he tried to get up. It was impossible. “ANIA HELP!” he yelled to the empty house.
“Yes?” the beautiful genie said in her misty voice.
“ Can you help me please?” Ania nodded and pointed a finger at Alan. Suddenly he felt weightless, as if the monstrous globe that protruded from his middle weighed nothing.
“What did you do?” he asked Ania, as he waddled around a bit, testing his body.
“I gave you that,” she said pointing to his neck. Alan looked down to see a small necklace there, with a smiley face pendant on it. “ As long as you wear that, you will feel like your weigh your normal, non-pregnant weight.”
“Wow,” Alan said as his walked around, unhindered by his giant womb, or recent gluttony. “Thanks.”
For the next hour Alan simply tottered about the house, completely naked, relishing the sight of his gigantic belly before him, and not feeling the crushing weight he knew it possessed. He was sitting on the sofa watching television, when suddenly he heard a car door close outside. Startled, and fearing that Raven’s friend had just dropped her off, he fell from the sofa and stumbled toward the stairs. He was halfway up the staircase when he heard the door close behind him. Trying to make it the rest of the way before whoever had just enter saw him, he hurried forward, but fell forward.
“Alan?” he heard a familiar voice behind him. He rolled over to see his wife gaping at his vastly larger, nude form. “ What happened to you?” she asked sounding very concerned and amused at the same time.
“ I had a very busy day,” he said as she walked up to him, smirking at her as she sat on the step beside him.
“ Where’s Raven?” she asked, looking around, apparently expecting to see her daughter nearby.
“ She met an old friend on the plane ride back and wanted to hang out and catch up for a while. She said she’d have her friend drop her by here later.”
“Oh,” Brittany began, as she took off her coat, “ so, she won’t be here for a few hours at least?” she asked in a very odd tone.
“ Nope,” Alan said simply, “ couple hours or so at least I would guess.” He moved uncomfortably, still sitting awkwardly on a step that was far too small for him at normal size, much less swollen like a hot air balloon. Brittany got and moved a couple steps below him and stepped in front of him, looking him straight in the eyes.
“ Well then,” she said in barely more than a whisper, “ let’s see,” she leaned down toward him, “ what we,” she knelt down in front of his legs, “ can do,” she placed her hands on each side of the bottom of his swollen belly protruding into the air, “ to entertain,” she slid her hands down toward his exposed privates, “ourselves,” she slid her hands to their final destination.
They stumbled to the bedroom, where Brittany pushed Alan onto the bed. Standing before her gravid lover she unbuttoned her white shirt, her white bra exposed. Then she pulled off her shoes, her socks, and she unbuttoned her pants. She laughed as her lover moaned his approval. Off went her pants and shirt. She stood at the end of the bed, in only her bra and thong, perfect in every way.
“ Stand up,” she said simply.
“ What?” he said, certain there was no hope of him having adequate circulation at this point to get up.
“ Stand up, preggy.” She helped him get to his feet in front of her, his massive belly pressed between them. She stood with her hands on the sides of the taught orb. Slowly, she drew large circles on his belly with the tips of her fingers, the sensation tickling him and making him squirm. Then, she began to rock his belly back and forth, making his entire body sway with the motion as his weight shifted from side to side.
“ Now,” She said as she stopped and he regained his balance. “ Dance for me.”
“What?” he said as she sat down on the end of the bed. She smiled as she got back to her feet and stood before him.
“Dance for me,” she said wryly as she lightly smacked the slightly flabby expanse of his exposed belly. Alan thought for a moment, then walked away. When he returned he was dressed once more in the outfit he had worn to town earlier.
“All right lover,” he said as he swaggered up to her. First he pulled his shirt off, then dancing around goofily, he undid his belt, slipped it through his belt loops and threw it to the floor with his shirt. Now, he slid off his pants and threw them to Brittany, who giggled her enjoyment. He now wore only his boxers and the magical undershirt Ania had given him. He very slowly slid off his black boxers, as Brittany watched eagerly. He pulled them off in a final flair and threw them behind him.
“Now for the good stuff,” he said seductively as he stood before her. Alan grabbed the bottom of the tight fabric and began to pull it up. Slowly, very slowly, he pulled it over his abs, then his chest. He could already feel his stomach ready to burst forth. As he threw the shirt down with his other clothes his middle was already beach ball sized. He moved very close to Brittany as his stomach ballooned out. She pressed her hands against the sides of it as he moaned both from her touch and the rapid expansion. She smiled as he gently pushed her onto her back and his belly loomed above her, still growing. She almost couldn’t contain her excitement as his belly grew larger and rounder, blowing up like a weather balloon. Alan began to sway from side-to-side slightly, undulating his body to get her going even more. Next, he started rubbing the sides of the enormous growing mound, arousing both himself and his lover. He then leaned against he foot of the bed, his monstrously swollen womb practically laying in her lap.
“ Oooh daddy,” she said sensuously as she placed her hands on the sides of the gravid orb. She laid back and pulled her pregnant husband with her, and he came very willingly. As she lay on her back as he settled himself atop her, she could just barely see his black hair above his taught stomach. She slid a soft, slender hand under the fecund mound, down toward her own legs. He moaned lightly as her hands brushed against his womb, making its occupants dance and frolic. It was her turn to moan though, as seconds later, he slid himself into her. She wrapped her strong legs around him, pulling his belly against her. She rolled sideways flipping Alan onto his back with herself sitting atop him. She leaned down and kissed him passionately and was sitting up, when oddly, he frowned.
“What’s wrong love?” she asked crossing her arms on the peak of his huge belly and laying her tilted head on them staring at him curiously.
“ It’s nothing,” he said. Suddenly a loud growl issued from the great sphere under and she smirked, then broke into a loud giggle. She smiled at her husband.
“I’m hungry again,” he said sheepishly.
“ I’m on it,” she said with a wry grin as she slid off the end of the bed and walked toward the door still naked. Alan couldn’t help but take note of her perfect breasts bouncing as she walked.
“ Be right back…” she said teasingly wagging a finger at him. Moments later Alan heard her moving about in the kitchen downstairs. Less than ten minutes later he heard her footsteps approaching the bedroom door.
“ Close your eyes Alan. It’s a surprise.” Brittany said in a commanding yet seductive tone as she stood just outside the door. He laughed for a moment at his wife then closed his eyes.
“OK!” he said loudly. He heard her open the door and walk in.
“ Ok open your eyes.” Alan opened his eyes and his jaw dropped. She had carried in a huge tray covered in various foods and set on the end of the bed. Their was a huge bowl of chocolate pudding, a foot long sandwich, a liter bottle of water, a glass of milk, and lastly a massive bunch of grapes. “Dig in!” she said cheerfully.
It took Alan only twenty minutes to devour the sandwich, down the water and milk, and he had just finished the grapes when Brittany picked up the pudding bowl. Alan looked at her strangely as she pulled the spoon out of the bowl and licked a small dollop of it seductively. He smiled at her as she moved toward him thinking he was going to get a taste next, but what she did surprised him. Alan shivered from the cold and the pleasure as Brittany dropped the spoonful of pudding on the peak of his engorged stomach.
“ Woah,” he said as the cold food created goosebumps on the massive mound.
“ Yummy,” Brittany said as she once more leaned down on his stomach spread the pudding out a bit with her finger. Then, sending Alan into a fit of aroused squirms, she licked a streak through the pudding right over his bellybutton. “Ummm,” Brittany said ash licked her lips, “ me likey.” She proceed to use the entire bowl of pudding to coat his entire pregnant belly, and then began licking it off him. Finally, when he was only covered in streaks of chocolate and saliva, she let him lick a bit off her finger.
“ Darn,” he said feigning sorrow, “ I really wanted some of that.” They both laughed as she found a spot she’d missed on the underside of his gravid womb.
Ania was shaken from her nap on the sofa by two sounds at once; the yells of pleasure coming down the stairs and the blare of the doorbell only feet away.
“Dang!” Brittany said disappointedly as Alan frowned at her, the loud ring having destroyed their moment together.
“ It’s probably Raven sweetheart, go down an let her in and I’ll get changed.” Alan told her as he rolled off her.
“ In more ways than one,” Brittany said with a wry grin, as she simultaneously lightly slapped the massive globe of flesh beside her, and grabbed something just lower that made Alan yelp. She got up, pulled on a shirt and pair of jeans from a nearby chair and left the room with a wink at her very pregnant lover. Alan rolled from the bed and had just pulled on the shiny black undershirt when he heard from downstairs, “ Oh my Raven!”
“Hi mom!” His wife’s squeal of surprise caused him to finish dressing very quickly and rush down the stairs to see his daughter. He had just reached the bottom of the stairs when he saw his wife sitting on the sofa in the living room. He could just see the back of his daughter’s head in the chair across from her. He walked quickly to toward the two women.
“ Raven sweetheart. Welcome home,” he said cheerfully as he walked into the room. She stood up and his jaw dropped.
“ Hi daddy!” she said excitedly, moving to hug him. Alan could only stare at the woman before him, his daughter, and her huge pregnant belly.
“Wow,” was all that escaped his mouth as he hugged his daughter.
“ I told you I had a surprise for you,” she said as she cradled the bulge .
“ How far along are you dear?” Brittany asked as Raven sat back down in the chair and Alan sat beside his wife.
“ My due date is next week, and these two are ready to come out that’s for sure.”
“ Twins?” Brittany asked excitedly.
“ Uh-huh,” Raven replied with a giddy grin.
“ Congratulations dear,” Alan said as he fidgeted somewhat nervously on the couch. They sat talking happily about the two new babies for a couple hours before driving into town to eat. Raven commented on how much food her father had gotten at their favorite buffet restaurant, but of course he didn’t tell her why. They arrived home late that night. After walking in the door, Alan helped the girls out of their jackets and had just hung them for them.
“ Well, I think that’s all for me,” Raven said as she yawned, the motion stretching her tight sweater to its limits. “ I’m gonna go to bed. I love you guys,” she said with a smile as she began her slow waddle up the stairs. “ Goodnight dear,” they said in unison as they started up the stairs just behind her.
Alan walked into their bedroom only steps in front of his wife. He threw his wallet, cell phone, and car keys down on table beside the bed as she closed and locked their bedroom door. Then she turned toward him, a hungry look blazing in her eyes.
“ Let’s try this again,” she said as she walked toward Alan.
“ Whoa!” he exclaimed as she grabbed the front of his shirt and began pulling it over his head. His button up shirt off, she grabbed his belt, undid it, and pulled it off him with a whip-like crack. As she tried to undo his pants, he reached around her, unzipped her dress, pulled it down to her slender waist, and with the dexterity of a well practiced expert undid her bra with ease. She stood up and pulled her dress the rest of the way off and laid it in the chair near the door. Alan stood before her in only his black boxers and the shiny black undershirt, the amulet hanging on his chest. Brittany lunged at him and before he could even think let alone stop her, she’d grabbed the shirt and pulled it off him. Alan gasped as his rapidly expanding womb hit the restraining waistband of his boxers. He grabbed the elastic waist and tried to pull it down, but his ballooning belly only stretched with them.
“ Ow ow ow…ah. Damn!” Alan shouted as his bloated womb burst through the thin material and spilled out before him. As the shreds of black cloth fell tot eh floor around him, his look of irritation was contrasted brilliantly, by the look of sheer joy and lust on Brittany’s face. Hanging even lower than a few hours before, it looked as if a flesh colored weather balloon had been clued to his abdomen. Brittany, who could easily fit inside the giant globe, dropped her bra on the floor, her thong landed only inches from it, and she seductively approached the very pregnant man. She exaggerated the sway of her hips and the bounce of her breasts as much as possible as she reached him. She reached around him, barely able to, and grabbed the small of his back. She pulled him to her, pressing the taught, fertile bulge against her own stomach, her supple breasts lay atop quaking mound. She slowly caressed the sides of his belly with her hands for a few seconds before slowly moving them down. The sensation both tickled and aroused Alan. The lower she got the slower she moved. When she reached the underside of the protrusion her hands raced toward his manhood, causing him to writhe in pleasure. She stepped forward, and with a strength he would never have guessed her to possess, she lifted him off the ground dropped onto the bed.
“Really love? Twice in a single day?” Alan said as she disappeared behind his enormous womb.
The next morning Brittany awoke late, only minutes before she had to be at work. She rolled out of bed, quickly showered, dressed, and was almost out the door when she realized that she had left her cell phone and watch in her bedroom. She hurtled up the stairs and unlocked the door, keeping it locked so her daughter wouldn’t see her massively pregnant father, and gasped at the sight before her. Alan lay spread eagle on the bed. His impossibly huge stomach rose and fell with each of his relaxed breaths. As she stood watching him, she could actually see the babies within him moving, desperate to be born, already far overdue. Suddenly remembering that she was already late, she rushed from the room, paying little attention as she put her phone in her pocket and strapped her digital watch on her wrist. She ran to her car and jumped in, speeding the whole way to her office, arriving only seconds late. She bid good morning to a few people as she hurried to the elevator. Getting out on the 35th and top floor she unlocked the shiny oak doors to her office and set her things on her desk. Finally ably to relax a bit she looked at her watch to see what time it was.
“That’s not right,” she said as she stared at the small black numbers. Her watch read, “12:00:00”
“It’s not noon,” she said blatantly to herself. She pushed the buttons on the side of the watch until it read, “15:00:00”
“ I don’t want military time,” she told the watch as if it would change itself for her. Then, she heard a knock on the door. “Come in,” she said cheerily. It was her assistant; Jessica.
“ Morning Brittany,” she said as she walked in.
“ Good morning Jessica,” she replied only sparing her a glance as she continued to fidget with the watch.
“ Something wrong?” Jessica asked.
“ Ah it’s just my watch,” she replied as she took it off and laid it on the desk. After all what use was a watch that wasn’t right. “ Anyway what’s my schedule for the day?” Jessica handed her the small stack of papers she carried with and Brittany walked toward the door to start her day. As the door closed behind her Jessica picked up the watch, hoping to be able to fix it for her boss and friend, and pushed the buttons on the side.
“ Weird,” she whispered to herself as she realized that the numbers only increased. The watch now read, “25:00:00” Figuring it was broken beyond her expertise Jessica put the watch back on the desk and walked toward the doors. Miles away a very pregnant man awoke with a jolt.
“ What the!?” Alan yelped as he awoke to a great pressure in his stomach.
“ No way…it can’t be!” he exclaimed to himself as his belly swelled. “ AAAAAHH!!” he moaned aloud as the already gigantic globe expanded rapidly. The growing bulge quickly overtook his legs, covering them in a flood of growing young. He was forced into a sitting position, his back against he headboard as he continued to swell.
“ No…No…NO!” he shouted as he belly expanded to the point the it was all he could see. Thankfully he’d gone to sleep with the amulet on. He wriggled to the edge of the bed and fell into the floor. He grabbed the chair by the bed and climbed it to somewhat get to his feet. Finally after nearly half an hour of tremendous growth, it stopped. He had been huge before. No word existed to describe how big he’d become. He felt horrible, as if his belly would burst if he even dared to move. The mound lay heavily on his legs, the bottom resting on the floor, he felt as if he were about to split open.
“ANIA!” he yelled in a very loud whisper. The genie appeared before, her eyes wide in shock.
“ OH MY GOD!” she squealed as she saw him. “ Alan, I warned you to be careful with the watch. I was afraid of this. You’ve pushed it too far.”
“ It wasn’t me,” Alan said, displaying his watch-free wrist. “I was asleep and suddenly I started growing again. HELP ME!” he pleaded. Ania simply stared in shock for a moment before she seemed to regain her composure.
“ Alright,” she said as she walked a circle around him, examining his belly, which would now hold her three times over. She placed her hands on the sides of the trembling mass of belly. Alan almost cried as he felt his belly lift off the floor. He opened his eyes, that he had closed in fear of Ania saying this was beyond her, and nearly fainted at the sight. His belly, now literally looking like he was incubating a small planet, protruded straight out from him.
“ I have cast a spell in combination with the amulet’s powers. This spell will keep you womb in this shape, to make it possible for you to live, let alone much else.”
“ Thank you Ania. Really thank you,” he said as he walked over to the pile of clothes from the night before and tried to pull the undershirt over the gigantic bulge of his belly.
“ That’s not going to work anymore,” Ania pointed out needlessly.
“ Is there anything I can do then?” Alan asked frantically. He couldn’t let Raven see him like this.
“ Have the babies. That is all that can be done at this point. Adding anymore magic to all that you already have working on your body could kill you and them.” Alan was desperate but risking these babies was out of the question.
“ Alright then,” he said in fake confidence, “ plan B it is.”
“ And what would that be?” Ania asked with a smirk.
“ I was hoping you’d know,” Alan said with a frown as he lay his arms atop his belly, his severely overdue tenants rolling around inside causing extreme discomfort.
An hour later he’d managed to make his way to the shower and was enjoying the slight relief afforded to him by the steaming hot water. His belly was huge, that was all there was to it. He stood mesmerized as the water streamed of the magically weightless mass and dripped into its dark shadow. Ania estimated that his belly now weighed close to two hundred pounds, each of the six babies somewhere in the neighborhood of twelve to fifteen pounds. His back felt their weight too. Just the brief period he’d had earlier had made him ache. These babies were heavy, very heavy, and very big. Then, another thought occurred to him. He would have to deliver them somehow. But how? He’d had an impossible time delivering three normal sized babies years ago. How could he possibly deliver sextuplets the size of two year olds? He had to do something an fast. Raven would wake up anytime now and there was no way he could explain to her that he was now effectively two years pregnant with six babies. Just the sight of him could cause her to go into labor and that wouldn’t help matters at all. He had just walked back to his bedroom, when the worst sound reached his ears.
“DADDY!” She wasn’t calling for him, it was a scream, she needed him. Before he could respond, she burst into the room.
“ANIA!” Alan yelled as his daughter’s eyes widened with shock at the sight of her monstrously pregnant father. The genie appeared just behind Raven.
“ Oh my…dad…what the….!?” she asked stunned, unable to move.
“ Put her to sleep,” Alan said sternly, it was a decided command. Ania waved her hand at Raven, who instantly fell into a deep sleep and simply floated where she stood.
“ Put her back in her bed,” Alan said as he sat on the end of the bed heavily, breathing hard. “ Make it so she won’t remember anything since she awoke this morning,” he said as Ania floated Raven ahead of her and left the room. Alan let out a soft moan as she left and rubbed his stomach. Ania returned moments later.
“ She’d back in her bed. I can wake her up whenever you want, she‘ll sleep until I wake her. She won’t remember a thing.” She walked to the door and turned back to Alan. “ Brittany asked me to join her for lunch today and pick up a few things for the two of you. I’ll be back in five or six hours.”
“ Alright,” Alan said simply as he leaned back grimacing. “ Have fun.” She turned and left. Alan could hear the faint swooshing sound that she made when she teleported.
“ Aaaaah!” he moaned loudly as the pain he’d been biting back finally overcame him. He winced as something inside him twinged, and the warm liquid flowed down his legs and onto the towel he’d put at the end pf the bed in front of him.
He was in labor. He didn’t know what he was going to do, how he was going to deliver these babies on his own, nothing. He grabbed the door frame for support as he stumbled into the bathroom, his enormous laboring belly barely fitting in the door. He waddled painfully toward the shower. He could deliver the babies in there, but he would need something to put them in as they were born. He dug around in the cabinets until he found a pair of scissors, which he washed with alcohol. He then had an idea. There were towel rods on both side of the cavernous shower. He grabbed some bandages from the first aid kit under the sink, barely able to bend down that far, he almost got stuck as another contraction racked his body as he tried to stand. He also grabbed a huge beach towel from the closet. Using the bandage to tie it to the rods he created something of a hammock he could lay the babies in as the arrived. Hoping his efforts would be enough and barely able to stand from already being exhausted by the pain of birthing six large babies he stumbled into the shower. He closed the doors on the two sides of the shower and pushed the plug into the drain. Turning the water on hot and full power, he leaned his arms against the wall, leaning forward, his huge belly just touching the floor, as the water rose higher and several contractions racked his body. The opening Ania had magically given him years ago had reappeared the day before, so he knew the birthing was imminent. Almost an hour later, when the water was just touching the base of his convulsing womb, he dropped into it.
He felt like a whale in an aquarium. He moaned loudly as the pains grew ever worse, the echoes of the cavernous shower making things even worse. Eventually the water had risen high enough for him to float freely in it. It was a little over half-way up the doors so it was around four feet high, just enough for his huge belly to float somewhat easing his pain. He labored on for another half hour before the pain between his legs was too much. He had to push. He screamed as he floated there, held in place by his buoyant belly, his first baby moving through his birth canal.
“ Here we go,” he said encouragingly to himself as he stood in the water, gripping one of the shower heads for support and bore down as hard as he could. Reaching down past his bum he could just feel his first child crowning. He pushed with all his strength, wondering how he could possibly do this five more times. Again, and again he pushed, as hard as he could manage. He felt as if he was going to burst open from the pressure both in his belly and between his legs. Finally, when he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, he pushed with all he had. He almost cried in relief as his first new baby, a boy slid free of him. He pulled the huge baby out of the water and held him atop his still massive belly.
“ Ten fingers, ten toes, one of those, and the size of Thanksgiving turkey,” he said as he examined his son. Next, he cut the baby’s cord, contractions racing through him constantly now, wrapped him in on the towels hanging the hammock above the water, and set him in it.
“Who’s next?” Alan asked his belly as he felt the pressure building again.
Two hours later three beautiful girls joined their brother in the hammock as their father, drenched in sweat, exhausted beyond words, and deflated looking, fought to bring their last sibling into the world. Alan screamed in pain as the last baby forced its way out of his womb. He worked and pushed and yelled for several more minutes as the contractions seemed constant now. Suddenly, he heard a scream that wasn’t his. He looked to the door on his left and could just make out his wife’s silhouette through the blurry glass.
“ALAN!” she screamed as he doubled over in pain. He saw Ania run into the room behind Brittany. The next thing he knew, Brittany was behind him, naked, her huge breasts pressed against his back, he legs under him, her head right behind his. He felt her slide her hands around his huge laboring belly. She locked her fingers under the sphere, holding it up slightly.
“ Come on Alan . You can do this!” She said encouragingly as she beamed at the five babies wailing behind her, mirroring their father’s cries. “ Almost there,” she said. “ Just one more.” He held her hands tightly in his and pushed as hard as he could. She swam around in front of him, ready to catch the last baby. She put her hands on the sides of his stomach and stroked down gently. Whether it helped or not he wasn’t sure, but it felt great.
“ I see the head Alan, just a bit more. Come on sweetheart. Come on!” He looked into his wife’s loving eyes and screamed to the heaven’s as he put everything into one more push. He fell exhausted into the water as his last son came out of him. His wife screamed with him as she cut the cord and cleaned the baby.
An hour or so later Alan and Brittany lay on their bed with their six huge newborns as Ania took pictures. They all beamed as the, technically already sixteen month olds, smiled and gurgled at their parents. Brittany held three of them as did Alan. Alan was exhausted beyond reason, but he was a father once again. These babies would never know that it was their father who had carried them in his magically made womb for half a week, that they were this big when they were born, or that they had almost been born on the same day as their nieces or nephews, but they would be happy and that was all that mattered. Suddenly Ania looked at Alan shocked and said, “ Shouldn’t we wake Raven up?”

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